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From Slaughterhouse Five
By Kurt Vonnegut

People aren&#39;t supposed to look back. I&#39;m certainly not going to do it anymore. 

I’ve finished my war book now. The next one I write is going to be fun. 

This one is a failure, and had to be, since it was written by a pillar of salt. It begins 
like this: 

Listen: 
Billy Pilgrim has come unstuck in time. 

It ends like this: 
Poo-tee-weet? 
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>We spent the days along the Wawanash River, helping Uncle Benny fish.</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>We remembered her like a story, and having nothing else to give we gave her our strange, belated, heartless applause.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-04-14 16:13:17 UTC</pubDate>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>We went out too far and ended up stranded; the food and water ran out, and the sun eventually disappeared behind the horizon line as the fog rose from the water.</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Nighttime greeted us, and we were still stuck, surrounded by water and fog. But, as nighttime greeted us, so did a sliver of blonde hair in the water.&nbsp;</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>We peered into the water and caught a glimpse of two glowing green eyes glancing back at us. Out of curiosity, we followed the eyes and they seemed to lead us. We did not know if it was real or not, but we still followed. Overtime, we ended back in a familiar place, and the green eyes were gone.&nbsp;</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Was it real? A dream? Dehydration? We don't know what it was, but we do know it saved us and led us back home.  </div>]]></description>
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